Date: Fri, 9 Dec 2005 18:36:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Boy Trainer
Subject: Web Cam Wet Dreams Chapters 1, 2 and 3 (Bisexual Incest)
This story is bisexual and incestuous in genre.
This story is pure fiction and is intended for mature
readers for entertainment purposes only. None of the
characters are real and should never be confused with
anyone either living or dead.
Web Cam Wet Dreams
Chapter 1
Candid Sister
I was especially groggy and slow in waking up one
Saturday morning. Actually my clock said it was noon
before I finally rolled out of bed. I used to get up
really early, but lately and I don't know why I've
been going to bed later and sleeping much, much later.
I was a bit confused when I got out of bed too because
I was naked and I could have sworn I slipped back into
my briefs after I beat off to a web cam chat sight
that I had found. I also kept sniffing a weird
pungent smell, but it was faint.
I was really lucky to find this site too, because all
I had to do to sneak past its security was lie about
my age. Otherwise no way would they let a
thirteen-year-old in.
To be honest I really wasn't the one who found it. A
friend of mine at school Frankie Walsh was talking to
another kid about a place he found on the internet. I
was standing near by and overheard the easy to
remember address.
Another thing that struck me odd that morning was that
I could have sworn I had turned off my computer before
climbing into bed and yet it was still running when I
woke up. Oh well.
I did have fun though; showing off to all those
strangers. I was a bit shy at first, but after a while
the other chatters convinced me to show my dick. They
were mostly men, but in a way that made it all the
more forbidding and fun. Besides there were a few
other boys and even a couple of girls who were around
my age doing the same thing.
Eventually I really started to get into it. I was
naked and even showed off how I could suck my own
dick, a trick I had recently discovered that I could
do and boy was that ever a big hit.
It didn't make me feel dirty or nasty though. I didn't
feel shame or like I was being exploited. I just felt
like I was entertaining them no less than if I were
playing the piano for them. I had a ball.
Figuring I had better turn off my computer rather than
just leaving it run all day I barely touched my mouse
to turn it off and that caused the screen saver to
deactivate. Then I thought I had better check to see
if anything needed saving so I signed onto my account.
The tool bar showed my web cam was minimized, but
still on so I was about to turn it off. Then I
remembered a show on TV about sleeping. They showed
some folks sleeping in their own beds, but sped the
camera up showing how people toss and turn all night.
I remembered how funny it was to watch people
twitching and rolling all night long and wondered how
I must look sleeping because I knew my camera had to
record me since it was pointed right at my bed if I
were to move aside.
It was sort of important for me to witness this
because I have always been told how soundly I sleep
and that I never even move all night long. I always
thought that was all just so much bull-shit teasing.
Besides I wanted to see what I looked like on camera
and especially sucking my own dick. You can't watch
yourself doing that in a mirror; it`s impossible.
I returned the recording to the beginning and started
to watch, but it wasn't of what I was doing that
night. It started out really dark and with me already
in bed. It was dark, but I could clearly see myself
sleeping.
That really confused me, but all I could imagine was
that I must have rebooted my computer when I thought
that I had turned it off. Or Perhaps my computer would
only record just so far back.
Then I saw my younger sister Barbara's face. "What
the?" I actually said to myself as I watched her point
the camera at her own face.
She was talking to someone so I turned up the volume.
I lucked out that I had a mic because text wouldn't
have gotten recorded. "Ok I'm in." She whispered.
It pissed me off that she was on my computer when I
knew for a fact that she had her own. Our computers
were all networked together.
Ok, our accounts were limited by our parents, but I
had already changed that behind their backs so she had
no reason to break into my computer when I knew she
could do anything I could do.
I wasn't sure how she found out my password, but I
made a mental note to change that ASAP. I had some...
questionable... visual aids that I didn't want anyone
to know about.
"Is he asleep." I heard a voice ask. The voice was
either of a boy our age or an older girl. I just
couldn't tell.
Barbara got up and walked over to me. She leaned over
me and when she came back she even spoke in a normal
voice. "Out like a light."
Then she went to my door. locked it and clicked on my
bedroom ceiling light and came back to the computer.
"Let's see." The voice said.
She went over to me again and literally flung my
bedding off of my lump of a body. There I lay curled
up on my side in a fetal position with my ass wrapped
in my tighty whities. It was a good thing I had some
new ones on or I could have been even more
embarrassed. (I've always been prone to skid marks.)
"Nice ass." The voice said.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Nice ass?" I couldn't believe she agreed with the
voice. That was my sister!
Still I had to admit that my ass wasn't bad to look
at. I even stood up and gave my naked body the once
over in the mirror. "Not bad at all." I hummed
proudly.
"You sure he won't wake up?" I knew that I knew that
voice from somewhere, but where and whom?
She laughed and said. "I could drive a train through
his room and he wouldn't even twitch."
"That bitch!" I snorted and by then I was really
steaming.
"Ok take his underwear off." The voice ordered as if
she had no choice.
"What?!" I spat.
"Do I have to?" She whined.
"You know our deal."
"Ok, ok." She huffed and I was amazed how she just
boldly rolled me over like I was dead and without fear
stood over me on my bed. Then yanked my briefs off
letting my legs flop back down from high in the air. I
know people say I'm a heavy sleeper, but damn!
There I now lay on my back with my silky smooth balls
in full view. My dick however was not so visible.
"Damn!" The tinny sounding voice jolted. "Nice."
She stood back admiring me like an art critic and
agreed with a. "Yeah, I never get to see him naked
anymore, but he is hot isn`t he?"
"Hold up his dick."
"Oh no you did not just tell her to...!"
She reached down and with her thumb and middle finger
on my gland hoisted my soft and oblivious dick
straight up. "Happy?"
"God that's nice." The voice trembled giving away that
it was a boy because it was more than obvious that he
was beating off like wild man. "Put the camera on his
belly."
"I can't." She responded. "It has a wire."
"I know that's a lie." He snapped. "I've been in his
room before remember?"
Ok, now I knew it was a boy who's been in my room, but
who? I raced through my memory trying to place a face
with the voice, but I couldn`t because the computer
picked up every single sound in his room or wherever
he was.
My sister walked back to the computer and I almost got
dizzy watching the room spin around as she tried to
set the camera on my stomach.
I had to piss so I figured that, that was as good a
time as any. I paused it and rushed to the john.
Barbara and I shared a bathroom between our rooms. I
was torn between watching the rest of her little show
alone or dragging her ass in and busting her chops
over it.
Her door was partly open and I could see that she was
not even in her room making the point moot. In a way I
was pissed. I wanted to bitch her out, but on the
other hand I wanted to see what she would do next. I
also wanted to know who that guy was.
After my long piss I returned and clicked play. In
another second of bouncing there was my dick in clear
view even though my breathing made the camera heave up
and down.
"I never get tired of seeing that thing." The voice
hummed in pleasure.
Ok now I know it's someone who's seen me naked before
too. I guess I would have gotten upset about a dude
admiring my dick like that, but I was alone in my room
so I had to admit to myself that I like looking at
other guys sometimes too. This was driving me crazy.
"Get him hard."
"What?" She spat.
"What?" I spat
"How?"
"Try playing with it."
Then I saw her hand grab hold of my limp dick and
start to play with it. "Holy shit!" I caught myself
yelp and covered my mouth.
She really didn't look like she knew what she was
doing at first, but before long my cock was its full
six and a half inches, but the head was out of the
camera's view.
"Pull the camera back a little so I can see more." She
did placing the camera I guessed on my chest.
"Stop... Now suck it."
"I'm not going to do that. That's nasty!" She
protested.
"Good girl." I whispered in secret disappointment.
"Do you want to get into high school or not?"
"I do but..."
"You have to do what I say. You agreed to no questions
asked. Besides there`s nothing to it, I do it all the
time. You`ll love it."
"Ok, ok."
Then I watched as she slowly and tentatively leaned
over my dick. She first put her lips to it as if she
were kissing it, but not quite and then with a gasp of
air from whomever was watching she opened her mouth
surrounded it with her lips as she went down on me.
"Oh god that's beautiful. Now go up and down. Move
your hair out of the way."
She flopped her long brown hair to the other side of
her head and I suddenly found myself with my stiff
dick in my own hand. I was jacking off to the sight of
my own little sister's bobbing head as she sucked my
dick in my sleep!
It actually lasted quite long and it looked like sis
was starting to get into it. She was even playing
tenderly with my balls as she gave me head, before...
"Now take your night gown off."
She disappeared off camera and then right away started
to go down on me again, but the voice said. "No squat
over him and put his dick in your pussy."
Without hesitation or even a look of disapproval she
got over me. She seemed to be in some kind of trance
as if she was hypnotized.
With one foot on either side of my hips she started to
lower herself down. "He can't sperm in his sleep can
he? I can`t get pregnant, my parents would kill me."
"No way. A guy has to be awake for that. Don't you
know anything?"
"That lying son of a bitch!" I whispered, but I
actually almost came over the thought of getting my
own sister pregnant.
She then sighed and I watched the head of my dick
disappear between her dividing cunt lips. She went up
and down a couple times letting my dick go inside a
little more each time until it was like half way in.
"It won't go in any further." She grunted.
"Just sit down with all of your weight."
"It won't go!" She winced. She even tried balancing
over me with her hands in the air and twisted her arms
and hips like she was trying to screw my dick into
her.
"Yes it will. Try."
Then with a whimper from her my dick just vanished
like it popped through some kind of force field and
all I could see was her almost hairless pussy over my
own sparse, but thicker and darker brown pubes. She
just sat like that a little while catching her breath.
"Now move up and down..." She slowly did as she was
told. "Oh that's it fuck him! Fuck your brother. See
it's not so bad is it?"
"No." She huffed as I watched about an inch of my
dick's shaft appear and disappear over and over again
inside her outstretched pussy.
Next she started swaying and maneuvering in all
directions while huffing as if she were suffocating.
"Oh God!"
"Feels good don't it?"
"Yes?" She hissed almost as if she were possessed.
"Fuck it's good!"
"How good?"
"Really fucking good. Oh god I love it!"
"Good enough to do again tomorrow night huh?"
I watched as my dick showed streaks of red like
someone brushed it with a paint brush and I just knew
I had popped her cherry. I just wished I could have
been awake to enjoy it. Sister or not it's always been
my fantasy to be a girls first fuck.
"Oh fuck yeah." she breathed in pleasure.
"Really?"
"Not on camera again though. Oh god I love it!" She
beamed.
"Told you."
Then she stopped and she shook as if she were on our
washing machine`s spin cycle. "Oh god! OH GOD!"
"What?"
"I'm cummmming!"
"Me too." The quivering voice jolted and I could hear
the telltale sounds of flesh slapping flesh at high
speed. I could almost imagine this kids sperm flinging
everywhere too.
Then my hips rose and I watched my dick pump several
times in her cunt and I knew what that meant.
"I feel him cumming inside me!" She half heartedly
sighed, but continued her slow meaningful thrusts in
all directions.
"He's not cumming. That's your own cum you`re
feeling."
"Oh god." I lurched as my own cum shot completely over
my head as I sat in my chair. I actually came more
than I had ever cum in my life while watching my
sister rape me in my sleep.
No more words were spoken, but soon she climbed off of
me letting my soft dick flop down over my soaking wet
and glistening dark brown bush.
My dick was all streaked in red and white gunk.
Moments later she came back with a wash cloth and
wiped me clean.
She put the camera back and I guess my monitor went
into screensaver mode making her think she had already
turned it off because when she left and turned off my
lights the room went dark and after a short moment the
room lit up again and then dark again. Yep it was my
screen saver.
Web Cam Wet Dreams
Chapter 2
Secrets Revealed
I didn't even try to dry my cum off myself. I just
headed for the shower. A long string of my fresh cum
even dropped from my hair to my nose as I walked to my
bathroom. I just pinched the top off with my fingers
and held it over my open mouth like a concubine
feeding her lover a grape.
I had grown to love eating my own cum, but I preferred
eating it hot right out of my dick rather than letting
it get cold. I had learned that if I suck my own dick
by flinging my legs over my head while laying on my
shoulders that even when I don't get my dick in my
mouth my hot cum just falls in with good aim.
I set the temperature and stepped in the tub still
savoring the salty taste of my spunk . I even left the
shower curtain wide open so that if Barbara came in
through her door she could see me and yes, I was
hoping she would join me. She never did, but I beat
off a couple more times while I showered anyways.
Barbara must have been out of the house, so I just
took my shower, dried myself, brushed my teeth, got
dressed and headed for the kitchen for breakfast.
I was about to turn my computer off, but I wasn't sure
if I should save my sister's show or not. I decided to
wait till after I ate to either delete or save it.
My parents had already said they were going to Sears
in the morning. Dad needed a new lawn mower and mom
wanted to get some new maternity clothes for herself.
She was growing out of them really fast because she
was pregnant with twin boys.
I remembered seeing my mom's sonogram showing the two
little human larva and recalled how happy I was to
make out the two nubs that were to be their penis's. I
couldn't wait to have little brother's to kick around.
I got to the kitchen and gathered the things I needed
for cereal. I set the bowel, milk and spoon on the
table and then there was a knock at our back door. It
was Pete my best friend. "Hey." We greeted the way we
always had.
"Sup?"
"What'ya doing today?"
Could it be Pete who set my sister up like that? Then
I thought no cause he didn't even have a computer back
then.
"Nothing. I was about to eat breakfast. Hungry?"
"No man, it's already past lunch... You just woke up?"
"Well um yeah." I lied.
"Lazy fucker."
I'm friends with Peter Wilson because I can't not be
friends with him. He's so damn... needy looking. He's
like a puppy at your feet while you're eating. He has
the kind of looks that just makes you want to do
things for him. It just takes one I look at those big
brown eyes and my knees turn to liquid.
That's not to say he's needy financially mind you.
He's not. The only reason he hasn't got a computer is
because his parents don't want one around the house
and not because they can`t afford one. Shit most times
I have to rely on him to pay to get us into movies and
yes I admit sometimes it feels as if we are on a date.
In a way I guess Pete looks like a pretty girl which
makes it feel more natural. He's not feminine in any
way. In fact he's all boy, but he doesn't look boyish
either. He has long curly brown hair and I had already
told you he has beautiful brown eyes, but he has
remarkably long eyelashes like a girl.
He has a small thin nose, high cheekbones, narrow face
and an adorable little chin and trust me I'm
describing him as masculinity as I know how. In fact
I'm trying to describe him the way I picture a
scholarship quarter back would.
Truly he hasn't got an enemy in the world. Everybody
at school just loves him to death and would always
greet him with a friendly "Hi Pete." when they pass
him in the halls.
So in a way I guess you could say that I selfishly use
him as my trophy friend. You know, the kind of kid
that everyone wishes they could take home and set on
their book shelf at night.
On the other hand I'm best friends with him because I
can't seem to make it through a week without having
him around. Shit I would put a leash on him and drag
him everywhere if I could.
He poured himself some OJ and sat at the table with me
while I ate. I wanted so desperately to tell him about
what happened that night, but I was scared to.
"You want to play Ever-Quest?" He asked.
"Nah."
I really needed to talk to someone so I gathered my
courage. "Hey Pete?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I trust you with a secret?"
"You need to ask?"
"For this yeah. You tell a soul and I'm dead."
"You gay?" He smiled.
"Dude this is serious." I barked, but to be honest
Peter is so beautiful that he's caused me several
sleepless nights wrestling over that very subject.
Literally I have cried into my pillow in agony
wondering about that before I accepted that though I
love girls, all he would have to do is ask and I would
gladly switch sides. If I ever had a gay bone in my
body he unknowingly put it there.
For example, I didn't even know I was doing it at
first, but you know how you picture having sex with a
beautiful girl when you beat off? Well I do that, but
half way through I realize that the dick slipping into
the girl's snatch isn't even mine, it's his.
What makes it even worse is later when I'm cumming I
become the girl he's fucking. No use shaking the
vision away because at that point the deed is already
done and I'm cleaning my cum off my belly.
"What then?" He asked.
I set my cereal bowel still half full in the sink and
commanded. "Follow me."
He trailed me up to my room and when I sat at the
computer he sat on my bed behind and to my right. "I'm
serious man you tell a soul and I'm dead."
"What is it?"
I gathered up my last drop of courage and clicked
play.
"Hey that's you." He giggled. "Thats Bar...ohhh...
Dude!... Dude!... Oh fuck dude!" Then he stuck his
hand down his pants which was already starting to tent
like crazy, but I couldn't blame him. I wanted to do
the same. Ok, mine and his.
"Oh dude..." He turned to me when my sister started
giving me face. "I'm sorry man, but this is too
fucking hot I gotta beat off!"
"Yeah it is... Kinda." I agreed growing hard again
mostly because Peter was enjoying watching me getting
raped by my sister.
Pete unzipped his pants and reaching in wrestled out
his fully erect dick and said. "Go ahead dude. You
know you want to."
"You don't think it's weird?"
"What's weird?"
"Me beating off to my sister doing that to me."
"What I think is weird, is someone who can watch
something like this without beating off."
Needing no further prodding I got up and locked both
of my bedroom doors. I had beat off with Pete before,
so it was no big deal to do it again. In fact I was
the one who showed him how.
I came back after securing my doors and sitting on the
bed next to Pete this time I steamed. "Fuck it!"
I felt a little guilty again. I mean it was my sister
and all, but I yanked my pants down all the way to my
knees anyways.
We lay back on my pillow and slowly stroked our own
dicks as we watched my little sister loose her cherry
on my nocturnal hard on. "Dude you got any Vaseline?"
"Vaseline?"
"Yeah you never use Vaseline?"
"For what?"
"To beat off with."
"Huh?" I asked perplexed.
"You got to try it!" He demanded. "My dad caught me
beating off one time and ever since he's been making
sure I always have some."
"He caught you beating off?" I gasped.
"Yeah... He says all boys do it, but to use
lubrication. Got any Vaseline?"
"Um I think there's some in my bathroom medicine
cabinet." I said watching him completely strip as he
walked.
I knew there was some in our medicine cabinet. There
usually is one large jar of it on the top shelf though
I never had any idea what it was there for. I just
always assumed that it was Barbara's and that she must
have used a lot of it because it was always getting
emptied really quickly. The next thing I ever knew it
was a brand new jar that replaced the old one which by
then was so greasy the sticker was practically
invisible and sliding off.
I never could bare to touch the thing unless I
absolutely had to because unless it was new it was
slippery as hell. Me and greasy hands never got along.
I knew that fact always pissed my dad off especially
when he would be working on our car and had to ask my
sister to help. "What good is it having a son who
won't get his hands greasy?" He would gripe.
"Stop that thing and we'll watch it from the
beginning." Pete said as he opened the cabinet.
I reached the mouse clicking stop on the media player.
I only thought briefly how wrong it was for me to not
only be showing this to Peter, but to actually be
getting off with him over it, but I loved that he
liked it and that he didn't seem to think that there
was anything wrong with it.
I found myself excited watching Peter walking around
naked and with a rod from hell bouncing like a band
leaders baton.
I also loved knowing that though he was a little older
than me he didn't even have a hint of hair on his dick
yet. However his dick was quite a bit longer and
thicker than mine.
We once measured him at seven inches. He can even suck
his dick all they way down to his balls, but I can
only get a little past my knob in my mouth and that's
only by stretching my back till it hurts.
He promptly returned with the large jar of Vaseline.
He popped it open and tossed the lid on my desk.
"You're going to love this." He grinned wickedly. At
that moment he actually made me think of the serpent
talking to Eve.
I looked at the grease, snarled and said. "Man I don't
want to get that shit on my hands. I never could stand
greasy hands."
"That's ok. I'll do it." He beamed almost looking glad
and before I could object he was already slathering
four fingers full all over my cock like he was
greasing a car's hubs. Oh god that felt good!
"Oh man that's nice." I cooed.
"Told you." He smiled as he used his other hand on
himself. "Play that thing again."
With his right hand doing me and his left hand slowly
jacking himself off we laid back and watched the show.
The feeling was increasable and I didn't want to ruin
it by talking, but I couldn't help it. "Who do you
think that is?" I asked as he slowly slicked my cock.
"I don't know." He whispered in passion.
Each time he stroked up his hand completely slipped
free from the head of my dick and each time his hand
went down, it went all the way down till his hand was
cupping my hairless balls and gently squeezed them. Oh
man that was incredible!
"I can't believe I slept through this." I grumbled.
"I can."
There was silence as we watched on, but something was
strange in his answer. "Pete?"
"Yeah?"
"You ever do anything to me when I sleep over?"
There was no answer, but silence speaks volumes. His
hand gave my dick an almost expert squeeze and I
gasped in pleasure almost squirting cum on both of us.
"Pete. I promise I won't get mad."
"Yeah." He forced his honesty.
Then there was more silence as I pictured my best
friend taking advantage of me. "You gay Pete?"
His hand stopped briefly and he turned to look me in
the eyes. "I don't know." He answered. Then began his
wonderful dick massage again.
The strange thing was that I really wasn't mad even
though I had every right to be. If anything I was
curious and perhaps a little disappointed. I mean all
this time I was growing frustrated over my own
virginity and I come to find out that I'm not as much
a virgin as I thought.
The problem is that I never knew the real pleasures my
best friend and sister had with me. I kept trying to
picture in my mind what kinds of things someone...
Pete could do to me if I wasn't reciprocating his
actions.
We watched the rest of the video in silence, but
neither of us came. I felt like it a couple times, but
Pete seemed to sense my impending climax and would
stop massaging my dick at the breaking point every
single time.
This had the affect of causing me to get even hornier
than I would normally be. The passion was building and
building to the point where I had lost all of my
inhibitions. I wanted sex damn it and I wanted it now!
When the video was over he was still giving me his
slow lube and I was loving it, but I said. "Pete?"
"Yeah?" He asked with fear in his voice.
It was then and there that I decided that I didn`t
care what I was. Gay, straight or whatever I had to
have what Peter and my sister were stealing from me.
"I want you to do what you do to me when I'm asleep."
"Huh?"
"Do what you do when I'm asleep."
"I can't." He blushed.
"Just pretend I'm sleeping. I promise I won't stop
you."
"Oh dude." He pleaded.
"Serious. I want you to. I got to know what it feels
like."
"Ummm."
Before he could protest anymore I took control of the
conversation. "Ok look, I'm asleep." I said and went
limp like I was dead.
"You sure man?" He asked in a whisper of what I sensed
as desperation, but I didn't move.
"Oh dude." He said as he moved around me. I could tell
he was giving me an avenue of escape, but praying I
wouldn't take it. He was being cautious, but I'd be
damned if I was going to move.
I felt my legs lift as he removed my pants and
underwear. Damn! I thought when my legs flopped on the
mattress the way they did when my sister did it.
Nobody even worries a little that I might wake up?
I felt him put his hands under my knees then he pushed
my bended legs to my chest. Still I didn't move. Then
I felt him move down and I felt something warm and wet
touching my ass hole!
I peeked through my cracked eyelids out of curiosity
and could barely believe my eyes as he began to lick
my ass hole! I closed my eyes again before he could
see me watching.
With my eyes closed I was able to concentrate on the
wonderful feeling rather than be grossed out by the
taboo sight of a boy licking another boy's shit hole.
Once I was over the idea of oral toilet paper and
relishing in the wonderful feeling of having my ass
licked I peeked again. God it was something to behold
after that even though all I could see was the top of
his head. It looked like he was trying to bury his
face as deep into my ass as it would go.
Then he stopped and I quickly closed my eyes again.
"You sure man?"
Still I didn't answer him or even move, but shortly
after that I felt my knees being hoisted over his
shoulders and what had to be his still lubricated dick
pressing against my resisting pucker.
Even though I had an idea that's what he was going to
do I still wasn't prepared for the blunt intruder. Air
hissed through my teeth as I breathed in.
"If you're going to do this." He whispered. "You have
to absolutely relax... Especially your ass."
I tried to do as he said and let my body go as limp as
possible it still hurt. However it wasn't as bad as I
thought it would be and in seconds he was fully
imbedded inside me. Surprisingly it was a very
comfortable sensation.
Then he started to slowly fuck me and I was actually
starting to enjoy it! The feeling of my ass being
filled by a dick any dick was oddly familiar somehow.
Just recently prior to that time I had been
experimenting with my fingers in my ass as well, but
damn!
Plus being filled by my best friends dick was so
exciting that if my dick could have gotten any harder
it would have stretched my circumcision back to it's
original uncut state.
Sure it hurt for a second or two, but then it felt so
natural and welcomed I couldn`t understand what took
me so long to try it. I guess he's fucked me enough
over time that my ass was not only used to it, but
from the way I felt it seemed to welcome it.
"Oh god that feels good!" I sighed.
He leaned forward and whispered seductively in my ear.
"You're supposed to be sleeping." Then he kissed me.
Now that sort of shook me for a second. Somehow the
thought of being fucked by a boy was fine, but I never
even considered kissing one, even Peter.
I felt him lean in again and turned my head almost in
disgust, but his hand pulled my face upright and he
said again. "You're supposed to be sleeping remember?"
I felt his moist full lips again only this time as my
ass was being slowly made love to. I was as a result
more receptive to the idea of kissing especially
kissing Peter, so I did relax my head and allowed his
warm, soft, supple lips to lightly press against mine.
Wanting filled my chest and I was his.
He pried my limber and dry lips apart and I felt his
hot wet tongue search out my own and a sensation of
passion filled my heart. I was being fucked by a boy
in technical terms sure, but what he was doing had
nothing to do with sex, it was love and I was no
longer allowing it, I was participating even though I
wasn`t moving.
Suddenly I just didn't care anymore and I wrapped my
arms around my friend's shoulders pulling him in to a
very loving kiss. A deeper and more passionate kiss
and one good thrust against my prostate and my best
friend and would be nocturnal rapist suddenly became
my lover.
I didn't even know it was possible to cum without
doing anything to my dick like jacking off, but I felt
his dick pumping his juices in my guts and that sent
me over the edge.
With us squished together in a passionate embrace my
balls exploded. My sperm and our body sweat slicking
between our thrusting bodies caused little fart sounds
to get squeezed out from the sides of our bellies.
"Oh god that felt so wonderful!" I said when his
softening dick seemed to be ejected from my soaking
wet ass.
When he rolled off of me it was like I had just run a
million miles. I heaved the unthinkable words. "I love
you Peter Wilson."
He turned to me brushing my straight brown bangs from
my eyes and whispered. "I've always loved you. What
took you so long?" Then he closed his gorgeous eyes
and came in to kiss me again, but suddenly before our
lips met there was pounding on my door.
"Steven I have some pants for you to try on." My mom
yelled.
"Oh shit!" I spat and practically threw Peter off of
me. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" I kept saying as we
scrambled to get our clothes back on.
"Fuck!" I whispered on my way down to the floor after
tripping on my outstretched briefs. THUD
"What's going on in there?" Mom asked. "Is Peter in
there with you?"
"Yeah mom." I quivered knowing that she knew he was in
with me. He always was. "We're wrestling."
"Oh... Well I'll leave these on the floor by your
door. Try them on, but I want to see what they look
like on you before you take them off."
"Ok mom!" I hollered and then Pete giggled which in
turn cause me to burst out laughing.
"What's going on in there?" She asked again.
"Nothing mom."
Then the door opened and dad was standing with my mom
obviously showing her seventh month of her multiple
pregnancy. Dad was holding the house key ring in his
hand.
There I stood only in my underwear and my
embarrassment, but luckily Peter was fully dressed.
"You could have waited to get the pants in your hands
before getting undressed." Dad said and tossed me my
new pants.
"Yeah." Was my shy response.
My dad looked at me crooked, but didn't say anything.
He just closed the door behind him and mom as they
left.
"Fuck!" I said.
"What?" Peter asked.
"What do you mean what?" I spat. "We almost got
caught."
"So?"
"What if your dad walked in on you having sex with
another boy?" I asked as I stepped into my new stiff
jeans.
He shrugged and said. "I guess he'd tell me to clean
up the mess when I was done."
"What?"
"My dad's cool with it."
"He knows you're gay?"
He shrugged again and said. "I don't even know if I'm
gay, but it don't matter to my parents what I am. Shit
my dad might even ask to join."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. I mean I knew
his dad was way cool. Sometimes he would smoke pot
with us and let me have a beer now and then. He would
get pissed when I called him Mr. Wilson, but I just
can't get past the fact that he's an adult, much less
my best friend's dad.
Peter saw me standing there with one leg in my new
pants looking perplexed. Then he stepped close to me
even with my gaping mouth and with his right index
finger took a swipe of my belly coated with sweat and
cum. "Besides any idiot could guess what just
happened." He kissed me and even though I didn't
return it he said. "Don`t worry about it. Whatever
happens I`m not going anywhere."
Still in his embrace he looked deep in my eyes and
asked. "Did you mean it?"
"Mean what?" I half responded still in shock.
"That you love me."
I didn't even think about it. I just leaned in and
planted a kiss on him that could have been recorded in
the record books as the hottest kiss in the world and
whispered. "More than life its self."
"Then yes I am gay."
"Me too." I reaffirmed and while I kissed him I
noticed the Vaseline on the floor and made a mental
note to return it to the medicine cabinet. I had a
feeling I was going to get over the greasy hands thing
rapidly.
Web Cam Wet Dreams
Chapter 3
The Camera Never Lies
I put on my little fashion show for my parents all the
while day dreaming about Peter and wondering what
someone so beautiful wanted with the likes of me.
Trust me though, I was also thanking my lucky stars
for such a wonderful gift at the same time.
I had more than just a sneaking suspicion that my dad
knew something was up, so all day long I consciously
tried to be as visible with peter around them as I
could. I even purposely sat across the table from him
while we ate dinner together.
The hard part there was that I had to sit next to
Barbara and avoid giving away that I knew what she
didn't know I knew what she did the night before.
Every now and then I would pull Peter into another
room for a quick kiss and then push him back to the
common areas of the house. In a way I wanted to just
shout to the world my love for Peter and I felt really
guilty, but I wasn't ready to come out just yet.
Before he left that evening Peter suggested that I
record whatever my sister might do that night and I
agreed. He compromised. "If I can't be the one fucking
you, I at least want to be able to watch."
We then kissed and said our goodbye's. I would have
invited him to sleep over like one of us always does
on the weekends whenever one is at the other's house,
but there was this thing we were both looking forward
to about my sister.
I just hoped that we didn't make it look too obvious
that we were trying to avoid obviousness in trying to
hide something from my parents... Yeah that's it.
Anyway...
That night I turned on and adjusted my web cam. Then I
turned off my monitor and threw a black shirt over the
CPU to keep the LCD lights from showing.
I struggled to stay awake for my sister's promised
return. Something that you should know about me is
that I love sleeping and it doesn't take a lot to get
me there either.
All I really have to do is accidentally think of the
movie Dune and I'm out like a light. Shit I could even
be standing and if someone even says the word Dune I
hit the floor like a ton of bricks. Fuck that's a
boring movie!
I don't know how long I lay there fighting off the
sand man, but Barbara finally opened my door to the
bathroom and tiptoed in. "Steve?" She whispered.
"Steve?" She called a little louder.
"Steve!" She almost yelled and I feared she would wake
our parents, but then I remembered that they went out
dancing anyway.
She even went as far as to turn on my overhead lights
before she almost stomped to my bed throwing my covers
off. She wasted no time getting me naked either.
Just like the night before she just stood over me on
my bed and pealed my briefs off my hoisted legs and
let them drop. Shit I just have to start sleeping
nude. I thought or I'll get whiplash.
I couldn't believe how almost as soon as my legs
flopped on the mattress she was on her hands and knees
with my already rock hard cock in her wanting mouth.
God she was good! I couldn't wait to do that to Peter
either.
Just like the night before she sucked on me for a
while and then squatted over me guiding my dick into
her soaking wet pussy. It felt so good I had to fight
from thrusting as deep into her as I could. It was as
if my hips were having a tug of war with my will.
I wanted to bury my entire body in her hot snatch, but
I knew I couldn't or she would know I was awake. Then
it hit me that all I had to do was remember how nice
it was to be slow lubed by Peter and I was able to
just lay there, relax and enjoy it.
She took her time too and fucked my dick like she was
breathing fresh air after a long stay in a burning
building. That being the best way I could think to
describe it.
Finally it felt as though her pussy got tighter and
she began to quiver and even cry out. "Oh god I'm
cumming! Oh fuck! Oh hell this is nice!
Hearing and feeling it all I couldn't hold off
anymore. Besides I needed to cum while she came or she
wouldn't believe it was her own cum soaking in her the
first time. I tensed my legs a little and let loose
what had to be a real gusher up her cunt. I had to
really fight back a whimper of ecstasy too.
After she finished her climax and without even caring
what state I was left in she got off of me and went to
her room. All she did do was turn off my bedroom light
and close my bathroom door on her way out. She even
left my bedding and underwear strewn all over the
floor. What a bitch!
With as late as it was and as wiped out and relaxed as
I felt all I could managed to do was grab my briefs,
wipe my dick dry and fall back into bed.
The next thing I knew it was Sunday morning and mom
was pounding on my door to get ready for church. I
hated church and didn't believe a word of what they
continually tried to drill into my atheist brain, but
I had to go none the less.
Wouldn't you know that the lessons in Sunday school
was about Sodom and Gomorrah and Lott and his
daughters. They talked about homosexuality and the
sins of incest and on and on. Yeah? Fuck that!
I was sure happy to see Peter waiting on my front door
steps as soon as I got home though. I bet I was out of
the car even before it stopped.
"Dad and I will be at the Anderson's for prayer
meeting." Mom said as I rushed in the house with Pete
following close behind. Then up to my room to change.
I couldn't wait to get him alone.
Barbara had some girl thing going on after church
meaning that Peter and I had the whole house to
ourselves, for a while anyway.
As soon as he closed the door behind him I was in his
arms and he was practically ripping my Sunday clothes
off my body. "God I missed you!" We both kept
repeating and kissing over and over again.
I can't tell you how many times I wished I could do
that even before our true feelings were known.
Sometimes I would actually cry because I had to go
over two days without seeing him.
Just as soon as my tie, shirt and slacks were tossed
aside Peter dropped to his knees before me and
stretching by briefs down hooking them under my balls
he started kissing and sucking my dick. OH god he was
so much better than Barbara at that too!
Just when he felt me tightening my legs to cum he
backed off and said. Let's see the video."
"Ok." I relented in half disappointment.
We went to the computer and I clicked on the saved
file named. (Sister Fuck).
"Let me get the Vaseline." He smiled. "I want you to
fuck me this time."
"Ok." I of course agreed.
He went to the bathroom and searched for it, but
couldn't find it. "Where is it?"
"It should be there." I said and then I looked over at
my computer desk and there it was. "Oh no here it is.
That's funny I thought I put it away."
We refrained from doing more than slow lubing each
other and yes I got over my not getting my hands
greasy while the video was running. We had other plans
for after. Besides it was much like the first one only
from the side angle of my desk this time.
We watched the video and instead of turning it off
when she was through Peter and I just turned to each
other and started kissing. We kissed and hugged in
pure unbridled lust for a while and then I heard my
dad`s voice say. "Get the lube."
We both opened our eyes and turned to the computer and
on the screen I saw mom and my dad in my well lit up
room and mom going into my bathroom and returning with
the jar of Vaseline while dad hovered over my bedding
on the floor.
"Looks like he was having a bad dream."
"He's already naked." Mom said.
"He probably beat off before bed." Dad answered.
"What are they doing?" Peter asked.
"Shhhh." I hissed.
Then I watched as mom undressed and dad fumbled in his
drunken state to do the same. "Let's do it my way this
time." He said.
"Well I thought I would get it from both ends." Mom
shrugged, "but ok."
Then dad lifted me off my bed and held me like a rag
doll under the arms while mom sat on my bed and
started sucking my dick!
"This kid's getting heavy." Dad complained.
"He tastes like he fucked a girl." Mom stopped only
long enough to say.
"Nah can't be." Dad snickered. "You know he's gay."
Then mom stopped sucking me because I was hard and lay
down with her knees dangling off the end of my bed
while dad lowered me down on top of her. While he was
doing that mom guided my dick inside her pussy.
"Holy shit Steve," Peter spat. "They're fucking you!"
"Shut up!" I ordered and we continued watching.
Dad grabbed the Vaseline and set it on my desk where I
found it after he had three fingers full. Then he came
behind me with me over my mom I guess embedded inside
her and after slicking his HUGE cock he just jammed it
up my ass and started fucking me like a wild man! I
mean he slammed my ass like he was pushing a dead car
up a hill!
"Oh that feels so good hon!" Mom hummed as dad thrust
in me causing me to thrust in mom.
"Fuck this kid's got a hot ass!" He kept repeating.
"Harder baby!" Mom ordered. "I'm almost there!"
There was no sexual excitement between me and Peter
while we watched my mom and dad using me as their own
personal fuck toy, but we stayed hard and played with
our dicks anyway.
I just couldn't believe I was being used this way. I
was the family blow up doll!
"Huh." Peter gasped covering his mouth and for the
very first time ever he sounded so feminine. "I bet
you got your mom pregnant too!"
"No way!" I only half heartedly refused as we
continued to watch with mouths gaping.
"You heard them admit they've done this before."
"Oh fuck babe, I'm cumming soon." Dad said. "I got to
do it now!"
"Ok just leave him in me." Mom cooed.
Dad then pulled out of my ass and rushing he went
around mom and me and by pulling my hair from the back
of my head he got his hairy ass over mom's face. With
my mouth hanging wide open he brought it over his
dick.
Mom then reached up while she ate on dad's ass she
beat him off till we saw dad's cum dribbling out of my
slack mouth.
"Holy fuck!" was all I could say and I didn't even
feel me shooting off all over my belly.
"Oh babe." Peter chimed and cuddled me. "Are you
upset?"
"I don't know." I said. "I think I am, but I'm..."
"It was hot." He said.
"Yeah it was, but damn!"
"Steven you have to fuck me now!" Pete ordered me and
got on his hands and knees. On my bed and with his ass
in the air and completely bald balls hanging between
his legs he begged. "Fuck me like your dad fucked you.
Fuck me hard!"
I got behind him and felt his smooth cheeks. They felt
so warm, supple and round I couldn't resist. Any other
time I would have cringed over how repulsive it was,
but I didn't even hesitate I just dove my face between
his cheeks and jabbed my tongue in his ass.
I clawed at each cheek with my fingers pulling his ass
closer to my lunging face as I ate it out as
forcefully as I could. I felt like a starving lion
gorging himself on a dead elk's corps. God it was so
good too.
"Oh god yes!" He bellowed into my bed. "Fuck I need
this!"
I don't know how long I feasted on his hole, but my
neck was getting sore. Besides I had never fucked
anyone... Awake anyway.
With wet muzzle I backed away and was about to crease
up good before Peter yelped. "Fuck the lube, my dad
never uses any."
Mental note: Ask him about that later.
Already breathing heavily in trying not to cum I felt
like a woman holding off labor. I got on my knees
behind my precious Peter and watching his hole I
guided my throbbing dick to my very first fuck.
(Knowingly anyway.)
I set the very tip of my semi lubed dick against his
pucker and all I had to do was stiffen my hips and
watch my head slowly disappear inside.
It felt like I was watching a really zoomed in porn.
As his ass divided my dick penetrated deeper till all
I could see was the crown of my pubes divide his silky
ass crack.
Fully seeded inside his warm ass I made my first lurch
apart and it was as if my dick screamed. "Put me back
in!" So I lunged forward and oh my god what a feeling!
>From then on my hips, dick and legs all worked
together in automated unison.
"Slam me like your pissed at me!" He jolted.
The thought was absurd to try and picture because I
knew I could never be pissed at my Peter, but I wanted
to please him so I slammed forward as hard as I could
and buried my cock deeper than I even guessed
possible.
Each time I slowly withdrew I slammed back in as hard
as I could and god that was amazing! The way I fucked
him I would have guess I was bruising both of us, but
it was as if we were pillow fighting. He was so soft
and bouncy. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP our bare skin sounded
off.
"Oh yeah! Fuck me!"
I remembered how I had heard my gym teacher say
something to one of the guys in school. "I bet you're
one of those kinda guys who would fuck a guy in the
ass and not even be decent enough to thank him with a
reach around."
Even I knew what them meant so I reached down and
grabbed his dick which was hanging stiff below him,
but was surprised how his pre-cum filled my hand even
before I could touch it. I just used it to help slick
him up in my palm as I drew close to exploding in his
guts.
I counted off in my head as I rammed in him. One, two,
three and my entire soul left my body and buried into
my lover. It almost seemed as though my sperm traveled
from my balls down my dick, into his ass and out his
dick because he came at the same time and with the
same amount of pumps from our urethra's.
Exhausted I collapsed on top of him causing him to
collapse under me. As our breathing slowly returned to
normal I found myself drifting into dream land.
To be continued, or leave it like it is?